Today has felt heavy.
I usually get sick when I feel this way: about to implode because too much information is trying to get processed all at once. It’s like my body starts getting errors and before I know it I am unavailable, unreachable, done.
The aura phase of a migraine hits.
It feels sort of like I’m extremely dehydrated, on the verge of heat stroke—faint, fuzzy, dissociated, unable to talk and/or not making sense.
My dreams turn to nightmares. My imagination gets the best of me. I end up watching from outside myself, a little bit terrified I’ll stay there forever.